Wife V Fridge Round 2

Good news! I am grateful my wife is still a free citizen. I am grateful we still have a new fridge coming- eventually. I’m grateful the old fridge is still alive and kickin. I’ll take what I get.

My wife went to the store where we purchased our new refrigerator and renegotiated a new model, newer date, and… they’re calling us to make sure we can get it. Otherwise, it might be middle of September or later- much, much later. But we’ll take it. #firstworldproblems. At least we’re getting there.

She went in mad. She’s still pretty mad, I think. Everyone is blaming Cov-icky-boo-boo-ronavirus for all the messed up delays. Except it’s not just the damn plague.

It’s people underselling one another. It’s inaccurate inventory numbers. It’s scratch-n-dent crap getting passed off as fully functional. It’s people so desperate for commission, they’ll say literally anything. It’s manufacturing being shut down and on an entirely on another continent. It’s about big corporate appliance retailers and their screwed up way of doing business.

Let’s rewind about 70 years or so. There’s a building, just down the street from here who sold furniture and rent-to-own appliances. If the owner didn’t have it on hand, he didn’t sell it. If he could get it in, he’d order it and give you a call when it came in. And the best part- the manufacturer was still in the same country as the store.

So was it any surprise when the entire world up and shut down because of Covirona things got totally fouled up? And ‘they’ are actually pushing us closer to nothing but big box retailers willing to stab each other in the back for a bigger commission, with appliances built overseas. This isn’t where I get all teary-eyed and wave the flag.

Cash? Going away. Small retailers? Dying fast. Local manufacturers? A thing of our distant past. Neighborhood stores owned by local people? You guessed it. Dropping like flies. Welcome to what some of us call, “The Plandemic.” And it’s only going to get hairier as it goes, family.

There are a lot of beautiful, kind, gentle people out of a job because of this mess. And more unemployment on the way. My job is looking pretty grim right now. I can see it coming. Of course the bosses are denying it fervently, but I’ve been in this situation before. My Spidey Senses are going bonkers more every day. For about 50 years, automation has been displacing good people. The world shutting down due to sick humans is only encouraging more machine interface.

So far, patience, perseverance, empathy and peace are winning the day. I’m grateful just for being here. I’m grateful my family is healthy. I’m grateful that for now, I still have a job that pays okay. But, by God, as my dear Dad used to say, By God, things are going to get better. The world does not have to be a mess. I CHOOSE BETTER!

This all goes well beyond a fridge or even a gallon of milk in it. It goes beyond one family in Iowa. ALL of us are living not in a “new (gag) normal.” We are living in a new paradigm. We need to adapt, change and band together in communities. Not just local neighborhoods. Not just like-minded folk. We need to get our act together as a global community for economic and social change. (Nothing political.)

End Rant. For now. I guess. Because this is running long.

So, we get Round 3 of Wife Vs Large Appliance Retailer. More as it develops.

Crisis D’Fridge

So, our 25 year old fridge here at Casa De Craigmile is quite literally being held together with bubble gum, twine and the handyman’s secret weapon, duct tape. (Thank you Red Green.) To make things more entertaining, we have a very awkward small-ish space to put it, because the previous occupants of the house had few worries about it and built the kitchen cabinets around the fridge. We have a family of six, so we need every inch.

My loving wife did a ton of online research and narrowed it down to one place that might have actually had one on hand. So, my wife and I packed the kids into the van and went to (Large Appliance Retailer) with hopes a newer refrigerator to replace the old clunker.

Now, this might sound like a “poor me” story, but it really isn’t. And, truly I believe this is a test from the Universe. I think the happy ending is coming. We’ll see.

The first salesman we talked to at (Large Appliance Retailer) said the Samsung models were all back-ordered to Hell and gone. I’m thinking, okay I like LG. That’s cool. GE makes some nice stuff. But with all of our size requirements and taste in large appliances we found a Samsung that we really, really liked.

Us: Are you sure, absolutely sure you can get it?

Salesman Number TWO: Oh yeah, no problem.

Us: Are you sure? The other guy said they were massively back-ordered due to Covid.

Salesman Two: Yeah there’s one up in our warehouse up in Minneapolis.

Us: Okay, cool.

Me to Salesman Number One: (Right before corralling the kids out to the van.) Are you sure it’s not on back-order?

Salesman Number One: (Looking at Salesman Number Two for approval.) Oh, yeah. It’s fine. We’ll get it.

Me: (Shrug.) Okay.

My wife hashed out all the fine details for our shiny new metal $2,300 dollar Samsung Model XX Bad Ass Refrigerator complete with water dispenser, ice cube maker, and WiFi connection. (Because I guess I need to check my phone to see if the temperature of my Brussels sprouts are okay?) And it was supposed to be here and all nice and hooked up on Friday, Aug 7. This was last week. July 27th or thereabout.

The next day my wife got a text message that our order had been delayed. Panic ensued. Phone calls were made. We found out it was just a bag of parts for the water hookup. No big deal. Game on for the 7th, Right?

We cleaned all around the fridge. We’ve got everything we can think of cooked up, thrown out, cleaned up, etc in preparation for Friday morning. (Today being the 5th. My wife is super worried about this whole thing coming together.) And we get a new voice mail automated message. “Please re-schedule your installation. Your refrigerator was delayed.”

So, my loving and now angry wife was then on the phone for over an hour trying to get a live human being to explain what the actual hell was going on with the new fridge. Turns out they didn’t have one in the warehouse in Minneapolis as promised and nearest they can tell, it’s on a boat headed here from Korea, assuming there are no delays from Covid. The new estimated arrival time is (ha ha ha) September 17. Assuming everything goes well.

I say the old one still runs, duct tape and all. Let’s wait it out. Yes, it’s a little inconvenient with the shelf that broke which started this whole comedy of errors. Meh. We cut back on groceries a little. Maybe cook more out of the pantry and less out of the fridge. No big.

The old me would have wanted a head on a pike and a quart of blood from the sales staff at (Large Appliance Retailer.) The new, more patient, more understanding, more empathetic me is willing to wait this out. I really believe it’s a test of patience. LoA would indicate if there is resistance, Source has something bigger and better in mind, right?

<Gulp.> My wife is going to said appliance store tomorrow. I fully expect to hear, “East Side!” followed by a floor model fridge being crammed uncomfortably down someone’s throat or something equally angry. The people at Arby’s probably still have flashbacks from that ugly Cherry Turnover incident a few years ago.

We figure either A: they never had the thing in the warehouse in the first place and yay commission. Or B: This is a massive circus of errors between here and the warehouse or the warehouse and Korea. My whole point is not to pull out the blamethrowers and start yelling until we have more facts. Even then, what good is it going to do? We need a fridge. Yelling at some poor unsuspecting factory guy in Korea is not going to get it here any faster.

I’d like to think that since gaining a small amount of spiritual enlightenment and all of the self development work from The Six Habits by Laura DiBenedetto that maybe I have the patience, understanding, presence and mindfulness not to completely get triggered and go apesh*t on someone like I used to. Guess we’ll find out. Really all I want to do is make sure the kids have cold milk to drink. Which, so far we do.

More news as it develops on “Fridge Debacle 2020.”

New Daily Intention

I hereby affirm and intend to post at least one article to my blog every day. That’s the plan, anyway. We’ll see how it goes.

One of the absolutely best pieces of advice I have every received was from Prof Kathleen Richardson at Drake University. It was very simple. Write for 20 minutes every day. No matter how basic or insignificant it might seem,

That can mean journaling, an actual report, paper or document, or just journaling. But the limit is 20 minutes, no interruptions. No distractions. Even if it’s just a brain dump. I’m going to apply that to this blog.

Which is not to say I’m planning to spout gibberish or put out articles that make less sense than normal. It’s about developing a habit of presence. (Thank you @LauraDiBenedetto ) And truly, honestly I believe it is necessary if I wish to grow as a person and possibly build a professional practice.

Those who know me know I’m big on Law of Attraction. You see a lot of LoA stuff elsewhere on my page. New habit, new vibration, and a new pattern is needed. Which is far better than eat, sleep, work, kids, repeat ad nauseum.

Someone very wise once asked me what I want from LoA. It’s simple, really. I gave the exact wrong answer. I said, “money.” And then I was, uh, we’ll say redirected? Money isn’t a value. Try again.

Hmm… Why do I want money? (Which I still do, but that’s another conversation.) Well, it’s easy. I want a feeling of fiscal safety and security. Are you sure? Well…

Yes. Safety.

Okay, then what. You’ve got safety. Now what?

Fun. I mean, thinking back on it, I should have said that in the first place.

Okay, so why not just focus on the JOY and let the other stuff fill in its own blanks behind it?

That was like the “Aha” moment some people describe in spiritual circles. Of course she was right. And that’s sort of where I am now.

Truth be told, I’m probably still overthinking it. Still in old beliefs. Still trying too hard. Still struggling. But, the first step is recognizing it. Heh heh. Maybe I’m onto something.

Have a beautiful now moment. More later.

They’re Here and They’re Watching

In my prior article, I mentioned beings from “out there” watching all of us beings here on Earth. I should clarify. In the case of extradimensional beings, they’re already here in many cases. We can’t see them or touch them, but their reality overlaps with our own. If we’re talking about extraterrestrial beings, they have to reach Earth. Our best minds have hypothesized they are crossing to Earth through dimensional barriers.

What’s an “alien?” We don’t use that term for a reason. The Earth is actually a crowded place if you could see it. Remember, humans only see a small fraction of the visible spectrum. Beings probably look into our dimension and see us as clueless aliens because we’re in the middle of their living room and we don’t know it.

So, if God/Source/Universe is watching, presumably through the eyes of these other beings (ETs/Angels/ghosts, etc.) What do they see? Realizing that they are likely far, far more advanced in intelligence, consciousness, and socially, they’re probably shaking their heads for the most part.

Earth 2020 has to be the highest rated reality show in the history of existence. Well, as far as we know, but we can get into Earth history and time travel elsewhere. On one hand it’s high comedy and on the other, it’s deplorable tragedy.

Somewhere in all of this, the US government is hinting around about UFO/ET Disclosure. They’ve thrown out a few breadcrumbs in the form of the Nimitz Encounter and the Gimble video. Oh, maybe we have recovered “alien” craft. Maybe we have a few ETs stashed somewhere. President Trump has alluded to possibly giving up the goods.

I could go all day on this topic and why it’s so ridiculous. We already KNOW these beings are here. We have so much crash retrieval evidence and archaeological or historical evidence. The United States is behind the rest of the world in acknowledging these beings.

Back in my day, you were a nerd if you played Dungeons & Dragons and read comic books. The same can be said of UFOlogy. Now? It’s like you’re an outcast if you’re not into these things. Maybe I’m over-generalizing a little. But, it’s rapidly becoming mainstream again.

I’ll get into theirs versus ours in terms of unidentified craft at another time. but there are plenty of non-terrestrial vehicles spinning around the Earth. And those are just the ones we can occasionally catch a glimpse of. Think about the hundreds of orbs, craft, beings, and drones that are hovering around, observing humans right now as we speak. It’s staggering!

Next time we’ll get into the why of it as well. We’re actually not that boring as a civilization. Until then, stay safe and keep an eye on the skies! (And everywhere else.)

Dark Stuff

I took a break from social media recently. I didn’t look at Instagram, Facebook or LinkedIn. Why? Well, part of being Awakened, (or “woke” as the kids say,} is dealing with your shadow and at the same time you become aware of some really dark stuff.

I believe in Kindness and Goodness. I’m aware that others are part of a greater consciousness, a greater whole. I don’t consider myself an empath, but I’m also not totally oblivious to the feelings of others. And some of what I see in the world, we NEED LOVE and PEACE. The question is always, “How?”

I know about the Illuminati. In my old Blogspot posts, I dissed them a lot. Since, I have learned about things that go way beyond just control of finance and media. I’ve learned about Satanic Cannibal Pedophile cults. And as a parent and a fairly sensitive person, I absolutely revile this notion.

I can only forgive and forget so much. And I’m telling you, family of light, this is the cutting edge of horrible. And when I pop onto social media and a lot of my very enlightened friends are all talking about Wayfair and Epstein? Yeah. Time to take a break.

I like videos of fluffy kittens and huskies. I love bunny rabbit videos. Heck, I will scroll though pics of gardens and trail hike videos. Yay nature/

So how the actual f*ck do some of these really unspeakable awful things happen? Crimes against humanity can not and should not be allowed to stand. Now, I won’t advocate violence against these “people.” (And believe me when I say I’d love to hunt these individuals down with enough firepower to commit a war crime.)

But, family, here’s the truth: God put this in our path, too. There will be a reckoning very soon. It’s a triggering event, to be certain. The evil will be exposed. The innocent will be saved and protected. There will be justice. The days of these political figures, musicians, Hollywood and news media are coming. It might be scary and shocking, but we’re going to get through this storm as well.

I won’t spiritually bypass this or ignore it. But I absolutely refuse to let it drag my energy down. I refuse to dwell on the nasty stuff out there. Sure, I could worry incessantly, freak out, demand justice, load up the gun, or talk about it at every opportunity. But what good does it do?

Knowledge of the darkness is there. I am returning to the I AM. And I have my own shadow, nothing overly serious compared to eating people, but it still needs to be taken care-of. Meanwhile, I have compassion and love in my heart for those who have passed and their innocent families. Hug my own kids a lot tighter. Yeah.

Go forth in love and light. Forgiveness is there for those who need it. We’ve got other things on our global plate than just Pizzagate. We have a plague and race riots to consider. There is so much healing we need to do and peace to make.

And next on our collective plate is the ET connection to literally ALL of this. Beings not even of the Earth are watching all the time… more next time.

Time to Kick Butt and Take Names!

I’ve been watching a certain YouTuber that I have had some issues with in the past. We don’t always agree. But lately, I’ve felt like I need to shake things up. It’s easy, so very easy to get complacent in this topsy turvy lockdown riot whackadoo world.

I’m somewhat guilty of sitting back. Maybe for too long. So, I’m going to offload my brain and see what happens for a few minutes. Some of this will have a positive, happy ending, some might not…

Spiritual Awakening was hard. And that was a couple of years ago. That’s not by accident. I think I was meant to awaken just before the greater whole. It’s easier for me to relate. We can all learn together, right?

No lie, I’m STILL struggling with the whole life purpose thing. I love what I’ve learned from Laura DiBenedetto. She’s amazing. The Six Habits really did change my life for the better. But I still wonder every day. Why am I here?

I’m not really afraid of death or much of anything else. I’ll stare down a Draco Reptilian and laugh. I mean, what’s he really going to do to me? The only thing that concerns me, and I don’t say “fear,” but what kind of legacy am I leaving?

Ya know? I want to be remembered for something, heck, anything. (I have a new rpg blog, as a side note.) But more importantly, I want someone to notice I did more than take up space. And I’m 48.

Now, the negative. I really, really hate my job. On so many levels, I don’t belong in a mc-corporate cubicle, putting money in everyone’s pockets but my own. I should be my own boss. I so strongly desire to be my own boss. Yeah, it’s egoic, but when you can feel it in your essence, it’s tough to deny.

But the hard part is when I have a family to feed, bills to pay, cats to obey unquestioningly (or so they think.) So, I can’t just drop everything and quit my job. Responsibility, right?

Let’s talk Law of Attraction for a minute. Oh noes, I had negative thoughts. Are my dreams coming crashing down around me or just moving slower toward me now? Hmm. Not sure about that. My vibe will bounce back. Sometimes just getting junk off my chest helps.

So does meditation. So do things I really enjoy. Sleep helps, when possible.

So, back to my title. I’m going to start publishing very regularly. possibly daily. I want to seriously get the word out there.

You’re not alone. You’re a being of love and light. Yes, there’s some disturbing stuff out there, but never fear. Never despair. We are all just hear to walk one another home.

Game On!

I’m trying this out. I’ve been a GM/Guide/DM/Judge for almost 35 years. That long? Yikes! But I’ve been collecting, loving, writing, running, playing, eating, sleeping, drinking, and dreaming tabletop rpgs for many, many years.

So, I think I’m overdue to write about my gaming thoughts and gaming ideas. And by no means am I an absolute authority on all things gaming. Plenty of people might disagree. I’m not well-published yet, but I’ve been published. It will happen.

I took some serious time out. I have kids, wife, and three cats. There are some serious time issues there. Little League, swim meets, oh, and work… Who has time to play an rpg for 6 hours per night once per week?

Heck, I’m still in kind of a jam, honestly. I work 12 hour shifts 4 on and 4 off. It’s taxing. Truthfully, it sucks. (See my other blog. http://www.jeffsthoughts.blog

So, old gamer guy moment. RPG’s are/were/ALWAYS will be my life! Never, ever give up on your dreams. I might not be Gary Gygax, but I’m going to be known. Keep watching.

We’re going to roll some dice and blow stuff up. Keep watching! Huzzah!

Update to end all updates Part 5

Five? Really? My 20 minutes per day writing exercise has turned into multiple articles in one session over three hours. Ack! What the heck?

I considered, briefly, trying to break into life coaching. But can I coach someone else when I freakin need one myself? No lie, I’d hire a coach for 11K dollars in a heartbeat if I had it. But if I had $11K to spare, would I really need a coach? I mean, that’s a pretty big chunk of change to throw around. I’m sure the services are worth it, but if someone wanted to help people “break into the market,” would you really charge so much? I have doubts.

If it’s any consolation, I doubt the person I referred to above will ever read this. And no, it’s not Laura. Believe me, I’d give Laura a million dollars if I could for what she’s already done for me. The Six Habits has transformed my attitude, my outlook, and really my whole life.

Through no fault of The Six Habits, I’m still wrestling with my purpose. I know, in my heart of hearts, I was not meant to sit in a cubicle all night for 4 x 12 hour shifts. I know many, many people agree. Office life, just isn’t living. We are meant to do more than just survive.

If Cov-icky-boo-boo virus has taught me anything, it’s that I LOVE working from home. I want to work for myself. I AM my own best boss and my own employee of the year. That much I figured out.

I’m tired of putting money into the pockets of a big, heartless, mindless corporate entity that rarely gives anything back if that. I’m more than a job both financially and domestically. I AM a being of love and light. I deserve more. Way more than where and what I am now.

And it’s not to say I wouldn’t love to collaborate with someone or even work for the right person. I mean truthfully, if I was bringing joy to the world in some form and still covering the bills, I’d be there tomorrow. But I can’t up and quit my job.

Most LoA gurus don’t acknowledge or seem to grasp r-e-s-p-o-n-s-i-b-i-l-i-t-y. Yeah, it’s old beliefs. I believe that since I brought the family into being, I believe I should take care of it. Again, it’s an old program. I didn’t know at the time that other options might have been more optimal for me. Heck, I hadn’t even heard of LoA 20 years ago.

Am I a first rate choice for NASA? No. Not unless they need someone to paint miniature figurines or make first contact with ETs. I have my talents, but what purpose does any of this serve?

So, the pesky question remains. Where do I belong? Where am I supposed to go? What am I supposed to do? I have huge dreams. But not anywhere in the current paradigm. Definitely not the current program. (Don’t tell my wife…)

Supposedly, LoA would put me into the desired situation if/when my vibration matches the dream. I try not to dwell on the negatives. I keep putting the intention forward, and I pray that the Universe listens. When it truly conspires on our behalf, I’ll let you know. Maybe it will inspire someone.

Updates Part 4 aka- HIRE ME!?!

I am NOT a rich American. Like most, my family and I are getting by. That’s cool. But donations, I do not have anything to spare. The question is: Is this 51% service to others? I have doubts.

Here’s why: I sit in my cubicle at work and “manage” a group of a dozen drivers. I tell gas truck drivers where to go. Really it’s not complicated. In fact, odds are I’m about to be replaced by a computer algorithm. Think anyone will care? Doubtful.

That’s what spiritual awakening teaches us. The daily grind, whatever that looks like, just wears on us. There’s more to life than sitting in a cubicle for 12 hours 4 days on, 4 days off. There’s more to life than chopping wood and hauling water. Yes, we still need to physically survive in a 3D environment.

Survival takes different forms. In the current paradigm I’m stuck in, and I do mean stuck, is eat, sleep, work, go home, repeat, drag on for 50 years. Die. So many people are in the paradigm of eat, sleep, work, entertainment, repeat, repeat, grim reaper. Yay. Right?

Here’s what I’m going to say. Screw the old paradigm! Here’s another program- Get married, have kids, get a house drag on until the nest empties out, retire, die. Screw that noise, too! Had I learned twenty plus years ago, would I be here now? Aw hell naw! But live and learn. Right?

And I still love my offspring and my wife. That’s normal, right? But it’s an old program. If I could provide for them and chase the dream elsewhere? I’ve already got my bags packed! Count me in!

And that’s where I’ll leave this particular update. I really do mean if you’ve got a legit business and you want me to help, we should chat. I’m open to new ventures. More in Part 5.

More Updates Pt 3

So, as we covered in Parts 1 & 2, I’m digging for my purpose. What IS my life purpose? I’m 48, which is young on a cosmic, linear scale, but in terms of the Earth plane, I ain’t gettin any younger.

Okay, so one last postulate before I really come to my point of this article. (And thank you for bearing with me this far.)

Since coming to Instagram about a year and a half ago, I’ve really, truly enjoyed helping and promoting dear friends and folks who I admire greatly. See my posts about Laura DiBenedetto, Daniel Scranton, Natasha Hynes, Natasha Sol, A.L. Garris, and a dozen more. I love all of you. You give so much. So, is uplifting others part of my purpose? Is that who I am?

Are we defined by our jobs? My understanding from the Law of One is that we are supposed to be at least 51% service to others. So, wtaf does that mean? How do I pull that off? What IS service to others?

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not a deadbeat waiting to happen. I work hard for my meager family of six plus three or four fur kids. I go to work, contribute my check to the family. I cook breakfast, lunch, etc on my days off. I do some housework and mow the lawn when I feel up to it. I know. First world problems. Right?

But that’s all survival. A hundred years ago or in another country, it’s the equivalent of chopping wood and hauling water or baking bread and laboring in the field. Regardless, are all our labors a service to others? Is that purpose? I mean, why are WE here?

Round 4 coming right up…

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